As the sun set prior to reaching Eau Claire, the view of the hilly farm fields was pretty spectacular -- different hues of green for the cornfields and other types of crops. It reminded me of the trip my mother took my brothers and me when I was six years old -- to Wisconsin on a visit to my mother's brother and his family. I remember the hills and winding roads.
And then I thought of that motorcycle trip in northern Vietnam on October 2007. The winding roads and the sun's angular rays creating shadows from the mountains and hilltops on the winding roads and fields. And also three years ago, of that bus trip back to Madrid from Pomplona, with the spectacular shades of orange, red and purple as the sun set on the farm fields.
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